with me? I'm not who I want to be I tired spot cream an' I tried it all, I'm crawling up the wall! What's my name naaaame...naaaame....naaaame.... I tried to join a ping-pong club, sign on the door said all full up! I got nicked, for fighting in the road an' the judge didn't even know What's my name naaaame...naaaame....naaaame.... Dad go pissed so I got clocked Couldn't hear the Tannoy so he lost the lot Offers Mum a bribe through the letter box Drives you fecking mad Now I'm round the back of your house at night Peeping in the window - are you sleeping tight? I laugh at your locks with my celloid strip An' you won't know who came What's my name naaaame...naaaame....naaaame.... What's my name naaaame...naaaame....naaaame.... (Y) (nodding2fingers) (nodding2fingers)
They said release ’remote control’ But we didn’t want it on the label They said, fly to amsterdam The people laughed but the press went mad Ooh ooh ooh someone’s really smart Ooh ooh ooh complete control, that’s a laugh On the last tour my mates couldn’t get in I’d open up the back door but they’d get run out again At every hotel we was met by the law Come for the party - come to make sure! Ooh ooh ooh have we done something wrong? Ooh ooh ooh complete control, even over this song They said we’d be artistically free When we signed that bit of paper They meant let’s make a lotsa mon-ee An’ worry about it later Ooh ooh ooh I’ll never understand Ooh ooh ooh complete control - lemme see your other hand! All over the news spread fast They’re dirty, they’re filthy They ain’t gonna last! This is joe public speaking I’m controlled in the body, controlled in the mind Total C-o-n control - that means you!
Yeah, what happened to the... clash signatures.. I appreciated em if know one else did ..(Y) Say you stand by your man Tell me something I don’t understand You said you love me and that’s a fact Then you left me, said you felt trapped Well some things you can explain away But my heartache’s in me till this day Chorus Did you stand by me No, not at all Did you stand by me No way All the times When we were close I’ll remember these things the most I see all my dreams come tumbling down I won’t be happy without you around So all alone I keep the wolves at bay There is only one thing that I can say Chorus You must explain why this must be Did you lie when you spoke to me Did you stand by me No, not at all Now I got a job But it don’t pay I need new clothes I need somewhere to stay But without all these things I can do But without your love I won’t make it through But you don’t understand my point of view I suppose there’s nothing I can do Chorus You must explain why this must be Did you lie when you spoke to me? Did you stand by me Did you stand by me No, not at all Did you stand by me No way Did you stand by me No, not at all Did you stand by me No way (Y)
If you can play on the fiddle How’s about a british jig and reel? Speaking king’s english in quotation As railhead towns feel the steel mills rust water froze In the generation Clear as winter ice This is your paradise There ain’t no need for ya Go straight to hell boys Y’wanna join in a chorus Of the amerasian blues? When it’s christmas out in ho chi minh city Kiddie say papa papa papa papa-san take me home See me got photo photo Photograph of you Mamma mamma mamma-san Of you and mamma mamma mamma-san Lemme tell ya ’bout your blood bamboo kid. It ain’t coca-cola it’s rice. Straight to hell Oh papa-san Please take me home Oh papa-san Everybody they wanna go home So mamma-san says You wanna play mind-crazed banjo On the druggy-drag ragtime u.s.a.? In parkland international Hah! junkiedom u.s.a. Where procaine proves the purest rock man groove And rat poison The volatile molatov says- Pssst... Hey chico we got a message for ya... Vamos vamos muchacho From alphabet city all the way a to z, dead, head Go straight to hell Can you really cough it up loud and strong The immigrants They wanna sing all night long It could be anywhere Most likely could be any frontier Any hemisphere No man’s land and there ain’t no asylum here King solomon he never lived round here Go straight to hell boys
And I was gripped by that deadly phantom I followed him through hard jungles As he stalked through the back lots Strangling through the night shades The thief of life Moved onwards and outwards to love In a one stop only motel A storm bangs on the cheapest room The phantom slips in to spill blood Even on the sweetest honeymoon The killer of love Caught the last late Niagara bus By chance or escaping from misery Bu suddeness or in answer to pain Smoking in the dark cinema You could see the bad go down again And the clouds are high in Spanish mountains And a Ford roars through the night full of rain. The killer's blood flows But he loads his gun again Make a grown man cry like a girl To see the guns dying at sunset In vain lovers claimed But they never had met. (worship)
Midnight to six man For the first time from Jamaica Dillinger and Leroy Smart Delroy Wilson, your cool operator Ken Boothe for UK pop reggae With backing bands sound systems And if they've got anything to say There's many black ears here to listen But it was Four Tops all night with encores from stage right Charging from the bass knives to the treble But onstage they ain't got no roots rock rebel Onstage they ain't got no...roots rock rebel Dress back jump back this is a bluebeat attack 'Cos it won't get you anywhere Fooling with your guns The British Army is waiting out there An' it weighs fifteen hundred tons White youth, black youth Better find another solution Why not phone up Robin Hood And ask him for some wealth distribution Punk rockers in the UK They won't notice anyway They're all too busy fighting For a good place under the lighting The new groups are not concerned With what there is to be learned They got Burton suits, ha you think it's funny Turning rebellion into money All over people changing their votes Along with their overcoats If Adolf Hitler flew in today They'd send a limousine anyway I'm the all night drug-prowling wolf Who looks so sick in the sun I'm the white man in the Palais Just lookin' for fun I'm only Looking for fun
They say immigrants steal the hubcaps Of the respected gentlemen They say it would be wine an' roses If England were for Englishmen again Well I saw a dirty overcoat At the foot of the pillar of the road Propped inside was an old man Whom time would not erode When the night was snapped by sirens Those blue lights circled fast The dancehall called for an' ambulance The bars all closed up fast My silence gazing at the ceiling While roaming the single room I thought the old man could help me If he could explain the gloom You really think it's all new You really think about it too The old man scoffed as he spoke to me I'll tell you a thing or two I missed the fourteen-eighteen war But not the sorrow afterwards With my father dead and my mother ran off My brothers took the pay of hoods The twenties turned the north was dead The hunger strike came marching south At the garden party not a word was said The ladies lifted cake to their mouths The next war began and my ship sailed With battle orders writ in bed In five long years of bullets and shells We left ten million dead The few returned to old Piccadily We limped around Leicester Square The world was busy rebuilding itself The architects could not care But how could we know when I was young All the canges that were to come? All the photos in the wallets on the battlefield And now the terror of the scientific sun There was masters an' servants an' servants an' dogs They taught you how to touch your cap But through strikes an' famine an' war an' peace England never closed this gap So leave me now the moon is up But remember all the tales I tell The memories that you have dredged up Are on letters forwarded from hell The streets were by now deserted The gangs had trudged off home The lights clicked off in the bedsits An' old England was all alone (hatsoff)
